After Mu Yunge finished bathing, Yan Fei took Mu Yunge, who was wrapped in a towel, from Chun Xiao’s arms and walked toward her princess bed.
Before going to sleep, Mu Yunge smiled sweetly at Yan Fei and said, “You must stay by my side. You’re not allowed to go anywhere without my permission.”
Hearing this, Yan Fei replied calmly, “Yes, Your Highness.”
Mu Yunge smiled slightly, then took his hand and closed her eyes.
Yan Fei always thought that Mu Yunge would get tired of him soon, but he never expected that every night after that, Mu Yunge would insist on holding his hand before she would go to sleep.
Although his wish to stay in Weiyang Palace was thus fulfilled, over time, Yan Fei realized that even with the blood feud between them, he found it hard to dislike Mu Yunge.
When she was tired, she would pitifully say to him, “Xiao Xi, I can’t walk anymore. Can you carry me?”
When she was hungry, she would look at him expectantly and say, “Xiao Xi, I want to eat this and that.”
When she was sleepy, she would say, “Xiao Xi, you must stay by my side.”
Each and every one of these actions revealed her deep and unwavering dependence on him.
If at first he only took care of her to please her so he could stay in Weiyang Palace, then gradually, he had gotten used to taking care of her.
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A month after Mu Yunge found Yan Fei, Zi Ling appeared before her.
Zi Ling had been searching for an opportunity for Mu Yunge to appear in the Imperial Garden, so after hearing that Mu Yunge strolled there every evening after dinner, Zi Ling began to look for an opportunity for herself.
That evening, Mu Yunge, as usual, asked Yan Fei to lead her for a walk in the Imperial Garden.
Not long after, a palace maid carrying a gauze basket full of fireflies knelt down not far from Mu Yunge.
As a child, Zhou Yu loved catching insects and playing with birds and was very curious about everything. So, if it were Zhou Yu in her natural state, seeing those twinkling fireflies, she would surely have excitedly run toward them.
Unfortunately, Mu Yunge was not a real four-year-old toddler.
Looking up at Yan Fei, Mu Yunge asked, “Xiao Xi, what’s that?”
She pointed to the gauze cage containing fireflies.
Hearing this, Yan Fei glanced indifferently at the kneeling palace maid before replying softly, “Your Highness, that cage contains fireflies.”
When Zi Ling saw that Mu Yunge was indeed interested in the fireflies in her gauze cage, a secret smile instantly appeared on her lowered face.
She knew the Ninth Princess would be interested in this.
But just as Zi Ling was waiting for Mu Yunge to approach her, she heard Mu Yunge simply say ‘Oh’ and then say again, “So they’re called fireflies. They twinkle like stars in the sky.”
Yan Fei immediately asked, “Does the Princess like them? If so, this servant will catch some for you.”
Hearing Yan Fei’s words, Zi Ling immediately raised her head and said, “If the Princess likes them, please take these fireflies from me.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Fei immediately gave her a cold glance.
Mu Yunge, however, looked at Zi Ling’s beautiful face and snorted, “This Princess doesn’t care for your things! Xiao Xi, I only want the ones you caught for me!”
Heh, did she, Zi Ling, think she could get close to her with a bunch of insects?
Zi Ling, in this life, I will make you wish you were dead!
Upon hearing Mu Yunge’s words, Yan Fei’s lips curled slightly: “Yes, Princess.”
After speaking, he turned to the eunuchs and maids behind him and said, “Sisters, please keep an eye on the Princess. I’m going to catch fireflies.”
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